Sybil: [re her hapless victim in the swimming pool] Total commitment is what makes it fun.
[immerses him, as song plays, When Somebody Loves You...]
Damon Salvatore: [gleefully] Slowest murder *ever.*
Sybil: I'm telling his mind to stay calm. I read on the Internet that chickens that are slaughtered in factories don't taste as good because their bodies release all these adrenaline.
Damon Salvatore: So we're worried about adrenaline now?
Sybil: We're tasked with harvesting evil souls, but that is no reason that this guy has to taste like a chicken that died in a urine-soaked panic.
Damon Salvatore: Well, just so you know, every other meal we brought you was in full freak-out mode.
Sybil: [amazed] Huh!
[yummy memories]
Sybil: Well, in that case, fear is delicious. Never mind, Internet.
[looks down at calm victim]
Sybil: Boo...!
[guy comes to, panics, blows bubbles... last bubbles...]